Carla Gleason

ReflectionsOfAMuse
2002-12-10 14:15:12 (UTC)

There Is Beauty

How does a man profess love
and destroy a heart?
They say he is evil
I will never believe it is so
For I have seen deep into his heart
Past the complication
Of his own fears and pain
And there is beauty
Just as lovely as fresh fallen snow.




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